I rode for a lot of years, and finally decided it was just too risky. I quit riding in 1976.

In 1976 I sold a 1963 HD Sportster C and my 1974 Honda CB-750 K4.

I've been at too many funerals, and still visit too many victims. Not one was at fault, but they are still dead or in wheel chairs,

A hit from a robin in the chest at 65 mph during a club run took a close friend's life. Waiting at a red light when two 15 year old girls in a parent's stolen Cadillac ran over a friend's Sportster, resulting in a lifetime of parapalegic hell in a wheelchair. And, there have been so many more.

I was lucky. I lived through several mishaps, some of my stupidity, some that couldn't be predicted. I personally would not ride again.

Last edited by catmandoo; 03/17/13 05:10 PM.

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